Wong Kar-Wai is the bad boyfriend type. He told you he would visit, but it has been years.

You read the letters he wrote you over and over. One day, he suddenly mentioned that he will be spending Christmas. You explode with happiness. A few days before his visit, you receive a letter, “Sorry I changed my flight, I will be here in January. Merry Christmas.” Change of flight? More like, change of mind. I hope there is no change of heart.

Not that I am affected by the delay. But remember 2046? Remember this poster? He said that Maggie Cheung will be coming with him. She did. She dropped by and flashed you a smile. Anyone anticipating Song Hye-kyo’s visit, please brace your fragile heart.

Silenzio, by François Fontaine / Su Li-Zhen, is that you?

Man Yuk: A Portrait of Maggie Cheung. Experimental short made by Olivier Assayas, for Foundation of Contemporary Art, starring Maggie Cheung.

The Kennedee sofa, designed by Jean Marie Massaud, for Poltrona Frau (they make seats and interior for Maserati and Ferrari). And Maggie Cheung.


The heart yearns. The body couldn’t, shouldn’t.

[Photo by Scott Schuman, Beijing, 2007.]

Oh god it’s wonderful / to get out of bed / and drink too much coffee / and smoke too many cigarettes / and love you so much ― Frank O’Hara, Steps

She makes it seem so effortless, like a Frank O’Hara poem. Can we please have a movie of her sitting around, drinking coffee, with this playing in the background? 


As a Buddhist saying goes: five hundred backward glances in our past reincarnations, in exchange for walking by each other once in this life.

甜蜜蜜 / Comrades — Almost a Love Story;

”You’ll have trouble not knowing English in Hong Kong” 
Acrylic on canvas, 100cm(H) x 150cm(W), 2008

Chow Chun Fai’s Painting On Movies Series.

Why Isn’t Maggie Cheung a Hollywood Star?

NY Times Published: November 14, 2004

Sitting comfortably in the lobby of the boutique hotel where she was staying in Toronto, Cheung, still wearing her sunglasses, didn’t initially seem to find the question particularly compelling. “I haven’t really bothered to explore it, but maybe it’s normal,” she said. “If you were making a Hong Kong film, what would you expect to do with Robert De Niro? He can play an American living in Hong Kong, but after that… . ” She lighted a cigarette, then thought for a moment. “Then again, now there are so many Asians living abroad, it shouldn’t really make a difference.”

Although she answered my questions about “Clean,” Cheung started out by deftly putting off all other queries, instead posing a rapid-fire series of girlish inquiries about her interviewer (marital status, job satisfaction, sibling rapport), behavior that’s unusual in any interview subject, much less a celebrity. At first, it seemed a defensive ploy, but eventually she fell into an unguarded conversation about the dumping of men (“but let’s not call it dumping”), Chinese astrology, her thoughts on having kids (not ready but unconcerned), her qualms about her resistance to marriage (temporarily single at 35 was one thing, she said, but alone at 45 — “I think, well, that wouldn’t be very nice”). Raised in England, Cheung has the curiosity of a royal who has only recently been let out of the castle; the freedom of her relative anonymity in the West has still not lost its freshness.

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(Source: The New York Times)

Her light flickered when she thought no one was looking.

“She wasn‘t doing a thing that I could see, except standing there leaning on the balcony railing, holding the universe together.”

- J.D. Salinger, A Girl I Knew

P.S.: Happy birthday, Maggie.